Post by Izzy on Jul 16, 2007 22:08:33 GMT -5
I'm With The Band: ........
Woodstock the event of the decade the time that everybody musically inspired has been dreaming of. We know that this event only happens once in every ten years. What if I tell you that there is another festival more enchanting and more exhilarating than Woodstock itself. What is it you ask? It’s the Shenanigans Festival it’s the place when Rock and Roll is at its best. Bands from all over the world once every twenty years will come in and out a specific area to play for an entire year.
This year New York State has became even busier than ever. Shenanigans Festival a festival which is only held every twenty years has been announced to take part in New York’s, stadiums, arena, and open parks. Bands, fans, groupies, critiques, are now coming in and out NY State to see the different types of bands and to see the ones they love.
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Confessions of the Band:
The ‘band’ what is it you say? The band is a gift not only to our comrades but the world itself. What is life without us? It’s a life without music, inspiration, entertainment, pleasure and enjoyment. Yes, we know that John Lennon himself mentioned the most controversial comment ever made and it goes something like this, “The Beatles are more popular than God” or rather rock and roll as a whole but if you think about it as a whole; music has inspired millions and billions of people around the globe. No, I’m not trying to question the omnipotent himself but we are up there on that pedestal. He created people and everything around us but we also created music that inspires everything around it. Life is great especially when we get to share and distribute our creation, passion to help others around us.
Fun, games and that we have it easy would be the comment mostly heard by critiques who question our life style. Why question it we are just like you, we have our jobs and we’re just doing it. We are people like you and have the same problems, relationships, family, personal things and added to that we have to deal with the critiques and the media. Just because we may present ourselves as party animals, come trough as a bad boy and even a sexaholic we literally are not for the most part at least.
The ‘band’ what is it you say? The band is a gift not only to our comrades but the world itself. What is life without us? It’s a life without music, inspiration, entertainment, pleasure and enjoyment. Yes, we know that John Lennon himself mentioned the most controversial comment ever made and it goes something like this, “The Beatles are more popular than God” or rather rock and roll as a whole but if you think about it as a whole; music has inspired millions and billions of people around the globe. No, I’m not trying to question the omnipotent himself but we are up there on that pedestal. He created people and everything around us but we also created music that inspires everything around it. Life is great especially when we get to share and distribute our creation, passion to help others around us.
Fun, games and that we have it easy would be the comment mostly heard by critiques who question our life style. Why question it we are just like you, we have our jobs and we’re just doing it. We are people like you and have the same problems, relationships, family, personal things and added to that we have to deal with the critiques and the media. Just because we may present ourselves as party animals, come trough as a bad boy and even a sexaholic we literally are not for the most part at least.
Confessions of a Groupie:
The 'band' are the round table of our era, the God's of the worlds, and the backbone to our fantasies. Here I am to embellish my story as the autobiography of me an anyone who's like me, I'm With The Band; Confession of a Groupie.
From day to day and night to night I crave the faces of these Omnipotent. The creators of the genera that merges my body and soul into one. Their faces, smiles, charms and lyrics reflect to me as to ones dreams and fantasy. How can a girl like me resist their testosterone that reacts to my every chemical hormone? That makes me erupt in an erotic meltdown. As my hunger for their love and affection aggregate, their sex became my drug and my needs for them increases in growth. Without this form of 'heroin' my face grows pale as snow, and melts as I sweat. Then life only begins to turn into one big blank canvas without their words dictating my life. Each day my body grows weak as now I thirst for them in me; so they can control and tame my soul to put it back in place.
Day to day and night to night I visit their kingdom. The kingdom of bright lights as the God's chant their melodic incantation that creates their followers reaches out for their attention. How am I just another girl stand out over thousands and thousands of people? Seductive chants, aggressive behaviors, or maybe just the booming expression of love, "I am your slave, please fuck me!” can be certain possibility.
From day to night and night to day my story repeats as I'm passed down from member to member. Is it the drummer that creates the intensive, rhythmic patterns of my heart? Is it the guitarist, who strung his fingers on my body that makes me quiver from head to toe? Is it the bassist, whose fingers are like the guitarist but with a lower and harder blow that makes my mind drive wild? Is it the guy on the keys, who always knew which part of me to play and make me yelp in such a catchy tone? If I'm lucky maybe it's the lead, who can sing to me and make me drop to my knees and be the indentured to his voice? Have I been used? Yes, but every day of my life I shall not regret my actions as they are my Poison, 'I want action tonight, satisfaction all night, you got the love that I need tonight.'
From day to day and night to night I live, I create, I tell my mind, "Sex, drugs and Rock & Roll, is all my brain and body need, sex, drugs and rock & roll, is very good indeed," that's my motto, may way of life what's yours? These are my confessions so what's your story? Tell it and live it like it is; from sky high, to rock bottom. Whether you’re a member, friend, family, staff of the band confess it how it is. I'm with the band are you? Even with this scarlet letter across my chest my head will never bow in shame. See me and you may stone and mock but I hold my head up because this I know that you only envy what I do that you can't do.
The 'band' are the round table of our era, the God's of the worlds, and the backbone to our fantasies. Here I am to embellish my story as the autobiography of me an anyone who's like me, I'm With The Band; Confession of a Groupie.
From day to day and night to night I crave the faces of these Omnipotent. The creators of the genera that merges my body and soul into one. Their faces, smiles, charms and lyrics reflect to me as to ones dreams and fantasy. How can a girl like me resist their testosterone that reacts to my every chemical hormone? That makes me erupt in an erotic meltdown. As my hunger for their love and affection aggregate, their sex became my drug and my needs for them increases in growth. Without this form of 'heroin' my face grows pale as snow, and melts as I sweat. Then life only begins to turn into one big blank canvas without their words dictating my life. Each day my body grows weak as now I thirst for them in me; so they can control and tame my soul to put it back in place.
Day to day and night to night I visit their kingdom. The kingdom of bright lights as the God's chant their melodic incantation that creates their followers reaches out for their attention. How am I just another girl stand out over thousands and thousands of people? Seductive chants, aggressive behaviors, or maybe just the booming expression of love, "I am your slave, please fuck me!” can be certain possibility.
From day to night and night to day my story repeats as I'm passed down from member to member. Is it the drummer that creates the intensive, rhythmic patterns of my heart? Is it the guitarist, who strung his fingers on my body that makes me quiver from head to toe? Is it the bassist, whose fingers are like the guitarist but with a lower and harder blow that makes my mind drive wild? Is it the guy on the keys, who always knew which part of me to play and make me yelp in such a catchy tone? If I'm lucky maybe it's the lead, who can sing to me and make me drop to my knees and be the indentured to his voice? Have I been used? Yes, but every day of my life I shall not regret my actions as they are my Poison, 'I want action tonight, satisfaction all night, you got the love that I need tonight.'
From day to day and night to night I live, I create, I tell my mind, "Sex, drugs and Rock & Roll, is all my brain and body need, sex, drugs and rock & roll, is very good indeed," that's my motto, may way of life what's yours? These are my confessions so what's your story? Tell it and live it like it is; from sky high, to rock bottom. Whether you’re a member, friend, family, staff of the band confess it how it is. I'm with the band are you? Even with this scarlet letter across my chest my head will never bow in shame. See me and you may stone and mock but I hold my head up because this I know that you only envy what I do that you can't do.
So who are you? Are you a member of one of the band, a hated or loved groupie, a loving fan, a hater, a friend, a family member or a co-worker? How do you live your life in the scene? The scene when every day is about Sex, Drugs and Rock and Roll. When almost everyday is another gig, another party, another day. Do you live it and love it or live it and hate it? Hop on the bus and tour with the band. I’m with the band are you?
I'm With The Band